The valley green was serene In the middle ran a stream so blue A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her true love there and she told him would say \"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me I love you so let go I will be your ghost of a rose\"
Her eyes believed in She would lay amongst the leaves of Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet and mild and he loved her When she say \"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me I love you so Never let go I will be your ghost of a rose\"
When all was done, she to run Dancing to the setting sun as he watched And ever more he thought he saw A glimpse of her upon the forever He'd hear her say \"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of I love you so Never let go I will be your ghost of a rose\"